Arkansas’s first environmental education state park interprets the importance of the natural world and our place within it.
9 p.m. Juanita's. $25.
Editor's note: This is the third in an ongoing series profiling the groundbreaking early 21st century Oklahoma band Hinder and the mercurial genius at its fore, singer Austin Winkler.
SEPT. 14, 2057, NORMAN, Okla. — The walls of Austin Winkler's retirement village apartment are lined with a simply mind-numbing amount of Hinder merchandise. This is a band whose laissez-faire approach to endorsements would make Krusty the Clown himself vomit with jealousy. Winkler shares the apartment with Hinder drummer Cody Hanson, the only other original surviving member of the band. Hinder allowed its name to be emblazoned upon the usual litany of consumer items: Breakfast cereals, tequila, action figures, athletic wear, hot sauce, lawn and patio furniture, novelty prophylactics. But after-market auto parts? Drywall tools? I ask Winkler why the band was so shockingly indiscriminate in its product endorsements. "You gotta get your name out there," he says. But does a band whose indescribably beautiful music altered the very course of humanity really need to lend its name to a line of adult diapers? Hinder even endorsed a pharmaceutical drug, Proplaxidol QM. "Our backup percussionist Dutch had contracted Clodgington's Dermatitis. It's basically a rare, sexually-transmitted form of dandruff. Pretty sure he picked it up at Rocklahoma 2034. He was like patient zero. Anyway, they did all these tests on him and the trials went well, but once it hit the market there were some, uh, unfortunate side effects, and they pulled it." Determined to make some sort of human connection with this enigmatic rock mastermind, I ask him once more if he has any regrets. "I got in a pissing contest with Axl Rose one time." "Two times," Hanson corrects him. "It was two times, remember?" "Oh yeah," Winkler says. "Yeah, I guess that first one ended in a draw so we had a rematch." He pauses, a trace of remorse tightening the corner of his mouth. "That was sad, the way that thing ended. Me and Axl, we polluted that whole entire watershed and caused the endangered Midwestern Spotted Blind Cave Lizard to go extinct and for what? Bragging rights?" Winkler shakes his head slowly. "And $14 million," Hanson reminds him. "Oh yeah," Winkler says, "I guess that part was pretty cool." Opening the show are Acidic and Aranda. RB
BLESS THE MIC: TOURE
7 p.m. Philander Smith College. Free.
Brooklyn-based journalist, novelist, critic and television host Toure has written for Rolling Stone, Vibe, The Village Voice, The New Yorker, Playboy and other notable publications, covering a who's who of the biggest names in pop and hip-hop. He's published several books, including a volume out this week about Prince. It sounds promising: "Expect to understand Prince's life and music better than ever before. It's not a biography, it's a deconstruction and appreciation bolstered by interviews with many past Prince associates and an interview I did with Prince in 1998," he notes. Toure's most recently published work, "Who's Afraid of Post-Blackness" in 2011, earned critical acclaim and was included in the annual New York Times list of the most notable books of the year. He's hosted several TV shows on MTV2, BET, Fuse, CNN, The Tennis Channel and a show called "I'll Try Anything Once" that found him wading into all manner of crazy stunts, including demolition derbies, rodeos and an actual stuntman academy. He currently co-hosts MSNBC's "The Cycle." Now, that list might seem like simply a rundown of Toure's resume, but it's also indicative of a guy who is interested in doing a million different things and seems to do all million of them very well. Those folks are rare. This should be an interesting presentation. RB